we didn't start the [FIRE IN ABAVEN]

Leonce had been spending his days in Abaven trying to get somebody, anybody, to teach him healing. He wanted to be useful to the pack but their healers felt hard to get ahold of. Despite being a navigator Leonce hadn’t left packlands much, he had scoped out the neighboring lands but not much else.

The boyish wolf had been hiding from the potential rain in his den when he heard the call. Fire?! He hadn’t been around much fire but he knew it wasn’t good. He looked around to find his companion before lightly scooping them up in his mouth, he wanted Colin where he could see him. Leonce ran towards the rapids and looked around, depositing the annoyed ferret on the ground. He could smell the smoke starting to drift over. None of this was good, how many of the other wolves were safe? Should he go try and help? He couldn’t stand around and do nothing.

He saw the approaching form of another animal that didn’t look like a wolf at all as it got closer, it looked more like a cat with…a pup! Leonce immediately went on the defensive, he couldn’t tell which pup it was but all the pups he knew about were Shaye and Rhyme’s. Leonce had never seen a lion, but seeing the pup in a foreign animal’s mouth didn’t set right with him. Staring at the lion with a gaze he had never made before Leonce said “Put the pup down.” He wasn’t the best at sensing the other animals true intent which would undoubtably make for an awkward encounter later, but in the moment Leonce was ready, willing, and able to rip that lion limb from limb should they make any sudden moves.